Love Johanna
Section 51

...LOVE JOHANNA...

...By: David Khanz...

...Section 51...

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"Heh, daydream again!"

"What?" ravi asked in surprise from his shadow when he first met Sarah first.

"That's a greeting in front, why are you even cute, anyway?" sarah whispered while pointing towards the front of the house.

"Who?" Ravi is confused.

"Pake who, again." Sarah's eyes glared fiercely. "My studies. Dih, can not be sandelin very much so man," the girl grumbled as she rushed forward, welcoming her guests.

A moment later they heard the voices of their chatter on the veranda of the house. Until finally, Sarah invited her guests to enter immediately.

"Anyone, Umi Sarah?" ask one of them. Sarah replied, "There .... both are same misua (husband), really."

"Oohhh, thank goodness. Alhamdulillahot. Holidays cemented misua, yes."

"Yes, Umi Fatma" replied Sarah. "Attent, yeah. Ana goes back. Want to fetch water at the same meal, Umi-umi."

They said, "Aahhh, don't bother, Umi Sarah."

Another timpal, "Yes, this Umi Sarah. But if there is, anyway .. get out there is all there is, Umi."

"Ih, Umi Dewi this .. there-is-anything."

"Hi-hi, afwan .. just kidding, really."

"He-he-he!"

Sarah was about to go back into the kitchen, but stopped for a moment as soon as it was going to pass Ravi who was playing mobile phone.

"Huh, help me bring food forward, dong. Even HP again, ah! I'll bother myself, '" asked Sarah to explain.

"Yes .. yes!" ravi immediately got up.

"But don't use that color, Rav. Shame on my friends."

"Yes, what do I keep wearing? Koko's suit gloves?" ask the confused man.

"Yes, just don't shorts so why the hell, Rav. Your neck is aurat, you know!" exclaim Sarah upset. "Let's go put on some trousers."

"Ribet is very much at home by himself," Ravi grumbled involuntarily. "Why not talk about it, anyway?"

Sarah is piquing. Then hurry back to the kitchen. Deliberately lingered there to wait until Ravi finished putting on the trousers and walked up to him.

"Come, I'll help you, " said Ravi as soon as he appeared.

Sarah turned her head and immediately examined the dressings of trousers worn by her husband. "Well, how come you're wearing those pants, Raavvv?" Again he nagged with fierce eyes.

"Emang why?" ravi asked while watching his own pants front and back.

"Emang why .. emang why," Sarah reply increasingly upset. "Have no mind, anyway? In front of it are all mothers, you know. You even wear tights like this. 'Your 'birds' look great, Ravi! Realize not, anyway?"

"Yes, they want to pay. Why look at my 'bird' everything? Hence get used to, 'subject view' .. so does the word religion."

"Huh, speaking of religion but you yourself still do not understand manners!" spray Sarah while hurrying to get a glove cloth in the sink that has not been done. "Pake, here!"

"That's dirty, Sar."

"Pake it for a while! Than you make me ashamed of my studies!"

"But—"

"Pick it, ah! Many more protests!"

'Ribet is very, very!' ravi grumbled in the heart. But hurriedly he wore a sarong cloth proffered by his wife. "Udah, here. I'm helping bring you what?"

"Good drink, take it ahead!" answer Sarah grasak-grusuk.

"okay!"

"Eh, but I go first!"

"Emang why?"

"Entar when they look, immediately see you again, ah!"

"Oh, jealous huh?"

"Jealous? The preettt! Why use all jealousy? Just used to be 'nnytime!" sarah exclaimed, but tried to avoid an eye-to-eye clash with her husband. Honestly, there's a point Ravi said just now. "Come, ah. Follow me!"

"But!"

"What?"

"You, ah!"

The two walked side by side to the front room with their hands carrying food and drinks.

"Duuhhh, I'm sorry it's been a while" said Sarah kindly. "The banquet used to be the same as my misua, nih."

The mothers who were there looked. Observe and focus on looking at the face of Ravi who appeared to bring drinks.

"Masyaa Allah .. Is this the misua of Umi Sarah?" ask one of them.

"Yes, Umi Fatma," answered Sarah a little proud because everyone present seemed amazed to look at her husband.

"Masyaa Allah .. very handsome!" praise the mothers named Fatma.

"Yes, really. Very handsome, Umi."

"Alhamdulillah, very lucky Umi Sarah dapet misua all handsome and as good as this. Want to help the wife bring drinks anyway."

"Yes, really. Thank goodness."

Sarah blushed, but was proud of her praise.. Her intentions have been carried out now, showing her husband to her study friends. Another thing with what was felt by Ravi, the man was actually irritated and immediately clumsy to be there.

"A-assalaamu'alaikuumm ... uh, duh!" Ravi gave a greeting from a distance. "S-I direct .. p-excuse me to b-back ya, Mothers. Duh!"

"Where are you going?" ask Sarah gently.

For a moment Ravi was dumbstruck. 'Abi? Who's Abi? Here the guy just has a cave!'

"Abi want nerusin nyuci pakean?" sarah asked again, winking her eyelids.

'uh? How, so nyuci pakean? Sarah didn't say anything.'

Ravi understood immediately. He answered nervously, "I-iya .. I-I want to be holy first."

"Masyaa Allah. Help out the wife's work!" At the same time, the mothers praised him again.

"Oh, Umi Sarah. Misua Antum has a sister, right? Want to be betrothed, same virgin child ana, tuh. Hi-hi."

"Aahhh, this Umi Salwa is-there is!" sarah is getting more flowery. "Come, ah .. We start the study."

"Eh, where was it, huh?"

"Iqra six, Umi."

"O, yes. Yuk, it goes."

Ravi breezed into the middle room with a lip motion like a middle grumbling without a sound. Bathe him so sit around casually, 'Abi? Hhmmm, preett!'

'Kalo ama temen-tenemen sepengajiannya, very friendly. Uh, turn to talk to your own man, there's never been a soft one Sarah! Sebel!'

He continued watching television, but suddenly his mind was reminded of the figure of Johanna.

'What's up with Hannah, huh?' tanyanya after a while of daydreaming. Then he peeked towards the front room to check on his wife, after which he secretly reached into the bag of pants. Take out your phone and start surfing around looking for Hanna's contact name. After finding what she wanted, she chose and started entering the instant conversation app.

[Assynualay]

Sent directly on a contact account with the name COPIER OFFICE above the screen.

Check two, but still ambiguous alias gray.

'Duh, long time no read, Han, ' Ravi grumbled alone. Then back to the front room. Still safe. Sarah was there with her mother. 'Cirain likes najai whatan. Uh, it's still in Juz 'Amma. Every time I saw Abis never changed. It's so!'

Deeerttts!

Ravi felt a tremor in his hand. There is a vibrating mode notification from his phone.

'Ah, definitely a reply from Hanna! Alham ….' He did not fully give thanks, because what was listed on the screen was not an instant message notification from Johanna, but an SMS from an unknown number. Sound; 'Congratulations! You get a prize of Rp. 75 million Khopee online shop. Your PIN is .. bla .. bla .. bla.'

"Damn it! SMS is a scammer!" gerutu Ravi was upset. He snorted a few times. But his shadow still remembered the figure of the convert girl.

'Kok, I'm kangen with Hanna, huh? Strange ... is this natural? Yesterday there was no such feeling. But now ... really, I'm kayaking again …."

Deeerttts!

Notification again. But after being seen, it turns out SMS advertising from the mobile operator.

"Dadeuh!"

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